readx;

Fan Qingyun glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and showed an inquiry. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xiao Yuesheng did not move, pinched the silver cup in his hand, and tasted it lightly, although this wine was a good wine, when he entered his mouth, he felt that the taste was too thin.

He put down the silver cup and smiled faintly: "Senior Mo is kind-hearted, this seat admires it, okay, this seat will sell face again!"

He walked up and slowly walked to the six big men, his eyes were warm, so plain that there was no trace of emotion, and he shook his head.

"You ......" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, his eyes glaring angrily, as if a raging flame was burning.

Xiao Yuesheng ignored him and came to Mo Dongfu, a cold light flashed on his waist, and the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and it returned to its sheath.

Mo Dongfu was shocked in his heart, his vigilance was raised, and he was just about to make a move, Xiao Yuesheng's sword had been returned to the sheath, he was shocked in his heart, and he personally experienced how fast he took out the sword.

Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand and pointed downward: "This line is the room left below, if they don't come, I will stop today, if the line is crossed,...... Alas, don't blame this hot hand for being ruthless!"

Everyone looked at his fingers, and at some point, a long straight line appeared on the bluestone ground, two inches deep, and it was clear.

"Master Xiao is kind, and the old man is grateful!" Mo Dongfu clenched his fists and said in a deep voice.

Although he has some relationship with Li Mo, he regrets it in his heart when he sees him die, but he doesn't hate Xiao Yuesheng, he only feels pity.

When is the time for resentment and resentment, when you are in the rivers and lakes, you will plunge into grievances, like a swamp, and it will be difficult to get out, and you can't help yourself.

This Xiao master, who has just taken over the head, if he can't avenge the previous head, it will be difficult to convince the public, besides, if he doesn't kill Li Mo, Li Mo will also kill him.

"Hmph, I'm phew!" The middle-aged man spat out, his face was full of mockery, and he sneered: "You arrogant thief, don't want to leave my iron knife gate today!"

Xiao Yuesheng walked back to the table, sat down, picked up the silver cup, looked at it, frowned, and said to He Yushu: "Don't pour wine yet?!"

He Yushu's face recovered, she was shocked just now, she was not very bold, and she had never experienced it, she was panicked in her heart, and at this time, seeing Xiao Yuesheng calm and comfortable, her heart unconsciously fell back to its original place.

"Oh, yes!" she replied, holding the jar in both hands, filling the silver cup, and watching his face cautiously.

"The surname is Xiao, you speak!" the middle-aged man shouted.

Xiao Yuesheng still ignored him, picked up the silver cup, tasted it, shook his head, put it in front of his nose and sniffed gently.

This wine is thin, drinking it in the mouth, it is no different from drinking white water, smelling the aroma, but it is not too bad.

The middle-aged man raised his long knife, pointed at Xiao Yuesheng, and shouted angrily: "The surname Xiao, you kill my master and insult my junior brother, I don't share the sky with you!"

He turned to Mo Dongfu and said, "Senior Mo, thank you for your hospitality...... However, if this revenge is not avenged, Master Jiuquan will not turn a blind eye,...... Today, if there is a disciple of my Iron Sword Sect, I will also kill this thief!"

Mo Dongfu sighed and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Zheng, your master has gone, now the Iron Dao Gate has no leader, as a senior disciple, you must think twice before acting, and you must not be impulsive!"

The middle-aged man shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "I have made up my mind, Mo Lao doesn't need to say it anymore!"

After saying that, he pointed at his long knife and shouted loudly: "All my disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, let me go together, kill the people of the Ziyang Sect, and avenge the head of the sect!

"Kill!" everyone shouted, and more than a dozen disciples of the Iron Sword Sect poured in, holding their long knives, their eyes red.

Hu Fei immediately turned around, pulled He Yushu, and said in a low voice: "Miss Yushu, let's stand back!"

He Yushu looked at the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect who rushed up, and was slightly worried: "The head of the sect ...... him"

"Dao Chief, his martial arts are strong enough to protect himself!" Hu Fei said, standing in front of He Yushu, his hand pressed on the hilt of the knife, and his eyes were sharp.

Xiao Yuesheng stepped out and stood in front of Mo Dongfu, with the straight long line under his feet, and shook his head at Mo Dongfu: "Senior Mo has a good idea, but they don't accept it, alas, ......!"

"Master Xiao......" Mo Dongfu hesitated, showing a sincere expression.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said lightly: "Senior Mo, don't say it again...... This seat speaks, says one thing or another, they cross the line, and there will be no mercy!"

The middle-aged man raised his knife, pointed at Xiao Yuesheng obliquely, and made a killing gesture, but his feet did not move, and the other five people surrounded him, but they did not move.

Later, the ten people who poured in, their feet were swift, and they rushed into the hall in a blink of an eye, and when they saw Li Mo lying on the ground, they were sad and angry in their hearts, their eyes were bloodshot, and their soaring anger rushed to their heads, and they didn't hesitate anymore, and rushed straight to Xiao Yuesheng.

They quickly approached, and with a wave of their long knives, they rushed through the line that Xiao Yuesheng had drawn.

"Qiang-" was like a dragon's roar, endlessly, and a cold light crossed people's eyes, fluttering softly, but it was fleeting in a blink of an eye.

The four people who rushed to the front were stunned, and the four people behind them rushed forward with red eyes, defenseless, and couldn't help but bump into their backs.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ......" The sound of long knives landing sounded one by one, connecting into a string, as if people threw down the long knives in turn.

The four people in front of them staggered, the long knife fell to the ground, and their bodies fell directly to the ground, convulsed twice, and suddenly kicked their legs, and they were silent.

With such a shocking change, several people behind him were startled, and they hurriedly stopped, their eyes staring at Xiao Yuesheng, and the long knife in front of them, full of vigilance.

The middle-aged man pushed aside a few people, stepped forward to probe, and turned the four of them, but saw that their faces were full of shock and fear, and their eyes were completely radiant, and they had no breath.

"Teacher-brother-!" the middle-aged man shouted, stood up straight, stared at Xiao Yuesheng, and gritted his teeth: "You killed them!"

Xiao Yuesheng frowned, her face full of impatience: "Could it be that they committed suicide?!...... If you have the guts, don't let them die, take a step forward and try!"

He drew his sword too quickly, and everyone felt a flash of cold light, and the four of them had already fallen, but they didn't understand what was happening.

"You...... You-!" the middle-aged man was glared at by his cold gaze, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and he took a step back.

Xiao Yuesheng sneered: "You are so happy, but you let others die, you are really a good senior brother!"

As soon as his voice fell, the faces of several men with the sword changed slightly, and they quickly glanced at the middle-aged man.

"Fart!" The middle-aged man was furious, pulling his neck and shouting: "You sow discord, despicable villain!"

Xiao Yuesheng's figure flickered, and he appeared in front of the middle-aged man, waved his right hand in his face, and then retreated.

His body retreated into place, and the crisp sound of slaps reached people's ears.

"If you use foul language, you will be punished lightly. Xiao Yuesheng said lightly, looking calm, as if he hadn't done anything.

The middle-aged man covered the left side of his face, angry and surprised.

Xiao Yuesheng's face sank like water, and he snorted coldly: "It's easy to take your life, for the sake of Senior Mo's face, leave you a way to live...... Since you don't go to the way of life, but you want to die, I have fulfilled you!"

"You-you-!" The middle-aged man was angry and frightened, frightened by Xiao Yuesheng's body, and a trace of cold air rushed down his spine to the back of his head.

Mo Dongfu hurriedly stood up and said, "Xiao Zheng, forget it for the time being, I want to take revenge, and I will do it slowly!"

Chen Chengxiang and Fan Qingyun glared at Mo Dongfu unhappily, thinking that he was troublesome, and he was always maintaining this iron knife gate, and they didn't know what he had to do with the iron knife gate.

The middle-aged man's momentum is weakened, and he already knows that this surnamed Xiao's martial arts is strong, and he is afraid that he will not be able to keep him.

"Senior brother, there are only three of them, one of them can drown him with a mouthful of spit, and if you miss today, it will be difficult to have a chance!"

"Yes, big brother, let's go!"

The rest of the disciples had red eyes, and they were all indiscriminately waving their long knives, their faces with twisted muscles, and their expressions were hideous, full of murderous intent.

The middle-aged man was excited by them, his blood was boiling, he was bold, and shouted: "Okay, the head is off, but it's just a scar the size of a bowl, and after eighteen years, he is a good man again!"

He turned his head and coldly ordered: "Senior Brother Zhou, you go and give an order, all the disciples of the Iron Dao Sect, come over, don't kill the surnamed Xiao, swear not to live alone!"

"Yes, Senior Brother!" a middle-aged man nodded heavily, clenched his fists hard, turned around and left, his body was vigorous, his steps were swift, and he disappeared in the hall in a blink of an eye.

Chen Chengxiang and Fan Qingyun glanced at each other, flashing worry, among the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, although there is no supreme master, but if they go together, the ants can bite the elephant to death, and they are difficult to beat.

Chen Chengxiang walked up to Xiao Yuesheng and said in a low voice: "Master, let's go first, don't be surrounded by them!"

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, shook his head, frowned, but did not speak.

“...... Be. Chen Chengxiang hugged his fists and bowed, respectfully should be.

Returning to Fan Qingyun's side, he shook his head and sighed, and smiled bitterly: "If the head doesn't leave, let's protect each other desperately!"

"Kill!" shouted angrily, and the footsteps were messy, as if thousands of troops were rushing into the hall, and in the blink of an eye, fifty or sixty people had rushed in.

The empty hall suddenly became a little crowded.

Xiao Yuesheng sneered, slowly pulled out his sword, crossed in front of him, and flicked his fingers, and an agitated sound sounded, like a dragon's groan.

He turned his head to Mo Dongfu and said, "Senior Mo, I'm going to kill, you better avoid it!"

"Master Xiao......" Mo Dongfu showed a sincere look.

In this way, although the Iron Daomen can take revenge, killing this Xiao Zhangmen, but many people will die, I don't know how many wives have no husbands, and children have no fathers.

Xiao Yuechang smiled, stepping on the straight line he had just drawn, a cold light appeared on his chest, and the cold light spread out, as if thousands of swords and thousands of swords were pierced at the same time, and it was like fireworks blooming in the sky, brilliant and dazzling.

"Ding-......"

"Ah......h

The screams were endless, but anyone who was close to his body within a foot of his body was all hit by the sword, his limbs flew out, blood splattered, and he fell down screaming.

Xiao Yuesheng stood firmly in that straight line, the sword light flickered in front of him, and the rows of people in front of him fell, like a sickle cutting grass, the severed arm and stump fell to the ground, and blood flowed all over the ground.

His face sank like water, and his expression was free, as if he were not the one who wielded the sword.

The bloody qi quickly surged out, filling the hall, as thick as a dark cloud.

The people around the crowd covered their noses, some turned their eyes away, afraid to look again, some squatted down and vomited, and it was difficult to stop, and some wanted to run out of the hall and escape from this hellish place.

They couldn't run out, and the entrance of the hall was already filled with disciples from the Iron Sword Gate, and people kept pouring in.

Mo Dongfu's face turned pale, and he turned his head, unable to bear to look at it again.

Chen Chengxiang, Fan Qingyun, and Hu Fei were all pale and in a trance, looking at Xiao Yuesheng in a daze, they didn't want to look at it, but they couldn't turn their eyes.

He Yushu hid behind Hu Fei, lowered her head, covered her mouth, didn't dare to raise her eyes, and was so frightened that she almost cried.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect continued to rush up, and their eyes were full of blood, which inspired their fierce surnames, and they rushed forward without hesitation without fear of death.

The middle-aged man had already died, and there was no one to command, but they were already red-eyed, and they didn't take their surnames seriously, so many people rushed over together, even if they couldn't kill this devil, they had to bite off a piece of meat.

Although he was red-eyed, there was no shortage of clever people, avoiding Xiao Yuesheng's front and bypassing from the side, wanting to sneak up behind him.

But as soon as they entered within three feet of Xiao Yuesheng, he seemed to have eyes behind him, and the sword light flashed slightly, they broke their hands and feet, fell unwillingly, and soon fell into a coma, and their souls flew out of the sky, without breath.

"Follow me!" Xiao Yuesheng suddenly turned around and commanded calmly.

Chen Chengxiang and Fan Qingyun nodded hurriedly, and when they were shining with his gentle gaze, they only felt a basin of ice water poured on their heads, and they were chilled.

Xiao Yuesheng moved under his feet, slowly moving forward, where the sword light passed, no one could stop him, the stump arm and limbs flew sideways, and the blood splashed several feet, but it could not splash on him.

(To be continued)